Polow Da Don - Let's Get This Paper lyrics

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Polow Da Don - Let's Get This Paper lyrics

Yeah, yeah, hey, hey hey [Verse 1] R.I.P. Pooh Bear, that's my dead homie f** that other sh**, hey, let's get this bread homie Remember when they could catch a charge down in Atlanta They underestimate me cause I'm comin' from Alabama Martin Lee Anderson he ain't even have a chance They beat him in that boot camp 'til he died in that ambulance That boy was only fifteen years old, f** what they say he did So tell me how I'm 'posed to feel when police k**in' kids? And then we can't get a job, ridin' we get them pounds If it ain't that coke then we get that 'dro and break it down See that ice, the dope man paradise Boy better think twice, that dope have you doin' life They tore down the projects, so where we gon' move next? They takin' them food stamps, they stop government checks Hey, money my motivator, my mouth my money maker Naw I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper [Bridge 1] Yeah when you look at us just think about it, we don't own nothin' If we get money, we got a lil' few dollars, but our whole family tore up n***a You gettin' money for the people in ya family that ain't got nothin' When it's all said and done, what do you own? You don't own nothin', you Don't own you... The n***a playin' basketball, he don't own that jersey, he can't Even be in a commercial wit' his name on the back, so when it's really all Said and done, what did you do this for? What difference did you make? [Verse 2] You see how the world changin'? Yeah, they left Saddam hangin' Wish they just k** 'em all so now the Middle East they bangin' Preachers in that pulpit, say they teach that bullsh** So know how we know it's bullsh**? Same n***as I went to school wit' Grabbin' on yo' nuts and disrespectin' get you merked Them young n***as got pistol grips, they been about they k**in' sh** But they all some hypocrites, haters they won't let me be When I come up to them gates, I hope you say you heard of me Now Kendrick Curtis gone, them angels took him home They gave my brother ten years, the system did him wrong Now we convicted felons, because they caught us sellin' And nine times out of ten yo' friend the one who tellin' I wanna go to Heaven, up to that Promised Land I need another chance, I wanna meet that man Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker No I don't see you haters, so let's go get this paper [Bridge 2 - Polow Da Don] Yeah! Surprise n***as! Hey we ??? n***a! Everybody talkin' 'bout they gettin' Money... Y'all n***as ain't gettin' no muthaf**in' money n***a! I got Millions n***a and I'm still broke n***a cause that ain't no mutaf**in' money! Y'all playin' right into these muthaf**in' hands... Risk ya life Everyday for some bullsh**! Huh n***a? What yo' bank account say n***a? Oh that's all? Haha! [Verse 3] They shippin' them boys off, they fightin' in Iraq It's soldiers in that war that ain't never gon' make it back n***as this the battlefield, fake n***as scream keep it real Yeah yeah, rob, steal, anything to pay them bills Hey n***a times harder, so we grind harder We takin' chances wit' that coke comin' 'cross that water Tryin' to get up out this ghetto life ain't gotta be this way Them pigs they came and kicked my mama do' in yesterday I prayed a thousand nights, I did a hundred crimes And now I'm beggin' Lord that you don't let me down this time Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker No I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper [Bridge 3 - Rich Boy] Our Father who art in Heaven, Please Lord forgive me for that crack Sellin'... Thou kingdom come, thou will be done, these n***as dumb Yeah n***a gave my brother ten years n***a... what the f** you s'posed to do wit' that n***a they gave my uncle twenty years n***a Matter fact they gave my cousin life n***a... I can tell ya how I feel n***a Be on that muthaf**in' stand n***a lookin' the muthaf**in' judge in they Face n***a... and he gon' tell you some stupid sh** like "life" n***a They sendin' y'all n***as on vacation n***a 'cross the nation n***a, y'all n***as caught up in the muthaf**in' hype n***a... Sellin' that white n***a... I been there, done that n***a n***a I'm from Mobile n***a they call that b**h ??? city n***a, you bring yo' black a** there n***a, you ain't gon' make it n***a... You guaranteed to go to muhf**in' prison bein' black where I'm from n***a I come from the mutaf**in' impossible n***a Now y'all n***as gotta Deal wit' me n***a I'm here! Zone 4 new muthaf**in' money n***a D Boy Squad Rich Boy! Polow Da Donnnnnnn! Yeah!